The Storm

Sitting in the eye of a raging storm
Watching the disaster all around
Crying for the lost love
Crying for the lost life
Crying for it all

But the clouds move away with time
Disaster turns to open fields
Full of blooming love and life
All from the tears shed during the storm

Be strong my friend, and know this
Tho time may drag, and take forever
It heals all wounds
The clouds will move away
Revealing all you cried and waited for.

Frankie
11/17/05